Psychescape

I sank down the plane of delusion Its vast expanses mocked my advances And bid me: "Oh, fragile mind, you will learn how to fracture" Scrawled across the walls, the suffering saint cries out "Is it madness to retreat from the myopic gaze that holds us captive?" Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason Fall with me, we'll make a home in our delusion Split my mind ten thousand times But in every world, there's no exit, no exit No madness in a dream No walls surround me to keep me safe The straight line you draw for me So perfect, so pure, untie me from reality When every word is falling from your mouth Don't let it become your escape Make an escape from the monolith Scale the lies of material despondency I waited on the tracks for reason But my train of thought, it never came, it never came The straight line you draw for me So perfect, so pure, so perfect, so pure I'd change the world, but I can't change myself I saw you shout at the shadows I'd change the world, but I'm chained to myself Define paranoia Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason Fall with me, but could the lips of God grace a withered fruit?